Everybody in the family was talking about Nagisa's Japanese cousin, Yu. Once the worst of the pandemic seemed over, Yu had traded her relatively discreet job working as a camgirl for a gig with international exposure. She was now a famous porn actress whose videos were available world-wide.
While Nagisa's mother, Hikaru, and her Aunt Hiromi seemed mortified by their relative's brazen decision, the younger generation, Nagisa included, considered Cousin Yu to be something of a rebellious heroine.
Born and raised in California, Nagisa had nevertheless embraced many aspects of Japanese culture, especially hentai anime and ero-manga, while simultaneously rejecting the more rigid moral structure of her ancestral nation. She was happy to have a permissive parent and to live in a place where cute boys were everywhere. Naturally, part of the appeal was the way it drove her mother and aunt nuts. The two women were in their late forties and both had been raised traditionally in Japan.
Nagisa was eighteen and only recently graduated from high school. She still lived at home and she was taking a year off before starting college. Her notorious cousin, Yu, who was twenty-one, had bypassed college so she could attempt to launch a singing career. Instead, it seemed that all she had managed to launch was a porn career. It was this scandalous example that led Nagisa's mother to insist that her daughter enroll at the university asap.
For the moment, however, Nagisa was determined to enjoy what seemed to her like a final year of carefree youth before plunging full-time into adulthood. She wanted to find a job, but only if it was something she liked. Waiting tables and other similar labors seemed boring. It wasn't until she'd overheard a conversation between her mother and her aunt that the young woman had a deliciously naughty idea.
Her Aunt Hiromi had been sharing the latest gossip about Cousin Yu. Apparently, Yu-san was still posting on social media, but her accounts were including far more adult material than before. Curious, Nagisa set up a fake persona and logged in to take a look.
"Holy shit, Yu-san!" she gasped when the account came up and Nagisa began scrolling through the photos and videos that Yu was posting. While she had expected fairly explicit images, her cousin's willingness to spread her holes open for the camera was bolder than the young Asian-American woman had imagined. With her face red and her heart pounding, Nagisa continued to examine photo after photo.
"She looks like she's really getting off!" Nagisa observed as she watched a short video of her Cousin Yu cramming a huge dildo inside her loose droopy cunt. "I don't think I've ever cum like that."
With her curiosity ramping up along with her growing arousal, Nagisa grabbed her phone and texted her Japanese cousin. She and Yu had never been particularly close, but they were near in age and had known each other since they first met as small children. It was early evening in California which meant it was late morning the next day in Japan. Yu replied right away.
"I'm glad to hear you are enjoying my videos," Yu had typed. "They're selling really well. Are you thinking of getting into the business?"
"No, I don't think I'm ready for that," Nagisa typed back. "But I was thinking maybe I would try camming."
Cousin Yu was an amazing source of information. She explained to Nagisa that camming allowed a lot of freedom -- a girl only had to do the things she wanted to and nothing more, all from the safety and privacy of her own home.
"The more you show, the more your fans will tip you for it," she advised. "But they'll always ask for more. If you show your breasts, they'll ask to see your pussy. And once you've shown your pussy on camera, there's no turning back. The money, on the other hand, is great!"
"Is it really that good?" Nagisa had asked.
"I was making a million yen per week from camming by the time I switched to AV."
"I don't how much that is," Nagisa confessed.
"Over seven thousand dollars."
"OMG!" Nagisa typed breathlessly to her cousin.
"What does that mean?"
"It means I'm going to be a camgirl!"
Having made up her mind, the first thing Nagisa did was to check out the competition. To her dismay, there were literally hundreds of thousands of girls vying for the attention of men from all over the world. She realized that keeping her clothes on would limit her opportunities quite a bit.
"Maybe I'll just do some topless stuff," she thought, enjoying the thrill she felt as she imagined baring her perky little breasts to total strangers. "But not right away. I'll see what I can do with my clothes on, first."
Choosing an outfit for her debut was the most fun Nagisa had enjoyed in months. Her head was filled with naughty thoughts and the longer she spent digging through her closet, the hornier she got. Rubbing her clitoris with one hand while sorting her clothes with the other made for slow going. It did not take long before the petite teen needed to flop down on her bed to rub one out.
No stranger to masturbation, Nagisa was amazed at how good it felt. It wasn't just pleasure, either. The girl felt sexy and confident, too. Deciding to be a camgirl was bold and daring, maybe even a little reckless. The result left her almost breathless with an intense excitement she had never experienced before. When she climaxed, it was a spectacular screaming orgasm so loud that would have scared her mother if the older woman had been home.
Once she had caught her breath and washed her hands, Nagisa tackled her pile of clothes. She settled on a combo that she thought looked edgy. Some might have described it as brazenly slutty.
The top was a tiny canary yellow crop-top that clung to her small B-cup boobs and showed off a lot of her midriff. Her skirt was denim dyed blue and white. It was so short that her panties were pretty much on constant display. And that was her outfit apart from an accessory. Or, in her case, two accessories. A blue wig and matching contact lenses.
Nagisa wasn't even sure why she'd chosen to wear them. At the last minute, she had been feeling anxious and thought adopting a persona might help her deal with her nerves. Her friends in high school had always said she looked punk because of her short stature and youthful face. The wig had been a graduation gift.
She chose the name Sapphire and scheduled her first webcast for a week later to give her time to purchase and setup her equipment. It was also the one night of the upcoming week that her mother, Hikaru, would not be home as she had planned a weekend spa visit with her sister, Nagisa's Aunt Hiromi.
The petite teenager had received a new laptop for her eighteenth birthday, so she was able to use that. Cousin Yu had suggested a second camera in addition to the laptop's setup and recommended a software package as well. With a limited budget, at least to start, Nagisa headed downtown to buy what she needed.
The shop she had found on the internet seemed to have a great reputation for reliable and affordable equipment. When Nagisa saw that it was local, she decided to go there instead of shopping online. She had so many questions! Besides, she wanted to go out in her outfit to see what kind of reaction she got.
The young woman giggled nervously as she stood inside the doorway of her apartment. It was only fifteen miles from Torrance to Huntington Park, but taking the bus would mean an hour and a half ride each way. That seemed like a long time to be out in public dressed in an outfit that made her look like a hooker.
She had chosen a route that only required two transfers and no walking. The first leg went smoothly. Nagisa had scored a seat near the back and against the window. With her backpack in her lap, she could discreetly close her legs and cover her exposed panties with her handbag.
It was during her first transfer that her situation began to become more fraught. As she minced off the bus and delicately stepped down to exit, a smelly homeless man followed her. Nagisa didn't notice him until he followed her onto the bus she needed for the next leg of her trip. As soon as she saw him lurch down the aisle toward the back of the bus where she had sought refuge, she knew immediately that he was going to sit next to her.
"Oh, shit!" she swore and she started to get up, thinking it would be better to wait and take the next bus rather than endure this crazy man's stench. The much larger homeless man simply blocked her and pushed Nagisa back down in her seat. He sat down next to her, so she could not escape.
"I knew you was a whore the second I laid eyes on ya," he chuckled wickedly, his smell so pungent that it left the girl gasping. "All on display with yer panties showin'! I ain't had me a nasty little slut like you in a long time."
"Please, I'm not like that," Nagisa protested. "I'm not a... a whore."
"Dressed like that?" the man snorted derisively. "I'm a bum, but I ain't stupid. Tell you what, though, you give me a free blowjob and I'll leave you be."
For a moment, all the young woman could do was stare at the man.
"This can't be happening!" she thought. She looked down at the man's lap and her eyes widened as she saw the huge lump straining against his jeans.
"Wanna see it, little slut?" the man grinned.
Not aware that she was holding her breath, Nagisa nervously reached for the man's zipper and obediently pulled it down. The odor was repellant and the teenager gagged as it wafted into her nostrils. It was like rotten eggs and old cheese.
"Makes yer mouth water, don't it?" the big man laughed. "Best get to work or you'll miss yer stop."
